Adultery Guru Ji Ka Treatment by Mai Hu Na

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I gasped for air as I still continued with the mantra. His body had a very strange aroma, which was making me weaker and as a result my firm and upturned tits were getting pushed more onto his chest. I could feel my nipples growing hard within my soaked blouse.

Guru-ji: Okay, paste it here.

At last he ordered and I was able to somewhat ease out.

Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj! Sanjeev, stop the flow.

Now I was standing in the tub with milk rippling near bust line. My blouse was completely soaked along with my strapless bra inside. Thank God! The tow males outside could not see me in this state as milk was comfortably covering me.

Guru-ji: Now your breast-tags Beti.

I inserted my fingers within my blouse in front of Guru-ji as I prattled the mantra. It was a rather difficult task though I managed to get the tags off my nipples in the sexiest way possible with Guru-ji watching me constantly. I was still unable to stand properly on the tub floor as the ripples were continuously created within it. Guru-ji held me by my waist with one hand while his other hand guided me to stick the tags on his nipples.

Guru-ji: Now the last one… the most important one also!

He indicated my pussy-tag and instantly my face was red in natural shame. My throat was getting drier, not only for constantly gibbering this mantra, but also in anxiousness. I took both my hands to my panty and stretching the waistband of my panty with one hand I inserted my other hand inside it and took out the tag.

Guru-ji: Hmm… Sanjeev start the motor.

I was rather shocked to hear this command from Guru-ji because already the milk level was significantly high covering till my bosom and if further fluid gets in I will be submerged! But there was no way that I could question him due to his prior warning. This time I noticed that the milk was filling the tub in double volume and within the wink of an eye, my shoulders were almost covered. Guru-ji being a tall man was still comfortably standing.

What happened in the next few minutes was no less than what I saw of Sunita Bhabie while bathing in the Waltair sea!

Guru-ji: Give your hand Anita.

As the milk was still rising and the ripples created thus were more forceful I had to take help of Guru-ji to stand properly. I myself held his body and stood very close to him. He held my right hand, which was holding my pussy-tag, and took it down towards his crotch! With his other hand he embraced me and this time the embrace was so natural and compelling that I could not but accept it. I touched his lund, yes, his naked lund, which was dangling in milk outside his dhoti, and he made me feel the whole length of huge thick cock. He had embraced me tightly now to his body and my boobs were pressing fully on his flat chest. Automatically my body also bent towards him though I had closed my eyes in shame, excitement, and anxiousness.

Guru-ji was making me feel every inch of his naked lund inside the milk cover and honestly I really enjoyed touching such a well-nourished cock! I was much astonished to see the stiffness of his cock considering his elderly age. It was very firm and upright and its length would more than impress any married woman.

Ignoring his guidance I myself gripped Guru-ji’s ‘khada lund’ it in my own way to feel it completely. Naturally I was pressing more onto his body and Guru-ji was an experienced man and realizing that I had somewhat succumbed to this action, he quickly changed his posture. Guru-ji stepped back one step and leant onto the bathtub wall and gently pulled me towards him. I was more than eager to get close to him and his right hand steered me again on his thick erect cock, but his left hand was no longer on my back, but he placed it to my right side just below my ribcage!

Guru-ji was virtually making me stroke his cock and as soon as I embraced him tightly with my free hand in excitement, I felt his hand, which was just below my ribcage now progressing towards my twin globes. Though he behaved as if he was trying to provide me support by holding me, but within seconds I felt his palm on my right breast. Guru-ji practically was supporting my bent body by grabbing my mammary!

The minute I felt a grab on my breast, automatically my grip on his lund tightened and my pussy was getting wet also. I was trembling in excitement though I still was whispering the mantra! Guru-ji now pushed my hand down to his balls and I went completely out of my head and started caressing his balls! My face was buried on his upper chest and I was rubbing my wet lips there. Guru-ji could well realize that I was pretty much excited sexually and he was taking control on me.

Everything was going on in that ‘milky’ environment with Sanjeev and Uday watching us from outside!

Guru-ji: Anita… Beti… Hey, Anita! Paste that tag on my lund…. here!

I was as if hypnotized and followed his instruction, but still was holding onto his proud masculinity. I saw him raise his hand once above his head and suddenly there was an eerie sound! I looked up in astonishment, but Guru-ji calmed me.

Guru-ji: Don’t worry about that Anita, just continue with the mantra in your mind. It must not stop at any cost. This is a test for you. If you stop, the vengeance of Chandrama will be on you then and you will not be able to achieve your goal.

Hearing that I tried to recompose myself, but I was so very excited inside that I was longing for more. Interestingly, as Guru-ji spoke his left hand was still feeling my boob flesh and his long stiff dick was almost poking my crotch!

I could realize that milk had stopped gushing into the tub now, but surely something was getting in as the milk inside the tub started to turmoil. As I result, I was submerged till my neck and had Guru-ji not been holding me, I surely would have slipped in this fluid undulation. I did not know what was happening, but the milk got very much turbulent inside the tub with that eerie noise and I had a rather tough time to keep my head above the milk. I started nodding my head violently indicating it was impossible to continue like that with milk entering my nose, mouth, and ears.

Guru-ji: Om Mani Padme Hum… I will take care of you Beti so that you can continue with the mantra.

Then what Guru-ji did was so unexpected and awkward that I was left speechless and astounded. Guru-ji being a tall man was not having any trouble with the milk gushing up and he just effortlessly lifted me up so that I do not feel milk on my face!

Guru-ji: Beti, don’t feel ashamed. I am your medium and I must ensure that you complete each step of this “Doodh Sarovar Snan” successfully. You navel tag is still left and then to complete your purification you need to dip six times in his holy milk. Jai Linga Maharaj!

It was a bit too much of a compromising situation for me. I was practically sitting on his hands in my lifted posture and my legs were encircling his waist. I was very much aware that my miniskirt was virtually nonexistent now and Guru-ji was directly feeling my wet panty-covered ass flesh on his muscular arms. His face was inches away from my toppling breasts and my choli being fully wet had slid down considerably and I was displaying almost down to my nipples shamelessly.

Guru-ji: Peel off the tag from your navel and paste it on mine.

I followed his instruction while being in my lifted position. It felt so awkward to be like that hanging in the lap of an elderly person, myself being a matured married woman. I did stick to my task of whispering the mantra in my mind, but was definitely getting weak by the minute. Though I knew I should not think in this way, but surely Guru-ji must have been enjoying every bit of it lifting up a plump woman like me that too in complete wet condition. Afterall he was also a human! I looked down at his face to see his reaction, but he was as calm and composed as ever!

Guru-ji: Anita, now the last part. The final purification. Don’t worry about this turmoil in the milk, I am here and I will help you to take the dips so that your snan is perfect and complete.

I was much relieved as Guru-ji dropped me partially off his arms towards the floor, but did not release me fully of his embrace and now just my head and neck were out of the milk. My legs did hang in the air (actually in the milk), as he gripped me close to his body, but unfortunately my condition was more miserable, as Guru-ji was in fact hugging me by grabbing my ass with his hands and holding me so that I remain in a somewhat raised condition too! I was very much aware of his fingers digging into my panty and tight ass flesh. I had to hold his shoulders to keep balance and now my tits were constantly brushing his face.

Guru-ji: Do continue the mantra Beti…

My mind was going very wayward in this erotic posture. Guru-ji dipped my head gently into the milk while I was in that embraced state. I could feel Guru-ji palms gripping my buttocks very firmly and simultaneously he was making me press my boobs more onto his flat chest as I took the first dip. His face was almost touching my face and I was unable to control myself anymore. My heart was beating like a drum as I was getting a full frontal hug from Guru-ji as I completed the first dip. My whole body from head to toes was now wet with milk. The whole setting was so sensuous and provoking that my mind simply stopped working. Honestly, till such time I was responding to Guru-ji’s touches, but in a somewhat controlled manner, but this time I shed all of my self-consciousness and hugged Guru-ji equally tight. It was as if I was hugging my husband and I closed my eyes to take the full ‘masti’ out of this “Doodh Sarovar snan”!

Guru-ji being an experienced campaigner easily realized my sexually charged up condition; instead of coiling up within myself due to such lewd closeness to an unknown adult male, I was actually exhibiting clear predilection to this action! Any other male would surely end up fucking me in that milk tub, but Guru-ji was truly a man made of different steel! If any other normal man would get a fully developed woman, moreover married, wearing this sort of a tiny skirt and choli, fully submerged in milk, what would he wait for? One delicate snatch would tear off my choli – it was so sopping wet and my skirt had been floating around my waist for a long time now – so there was practically no cover underneath also on my starving choot except for my near nonexistent wet panty!

Guru-ji’s face surprisingly was portraying the same embodiment of calmness and patience though his hands were taking full measures of my big round gaand. He could have easily slipped his fingers inside my panty or in fact pull it down as well since I had completely surrendered to him. I was already much enthralled feeling his cock’s strength and thickness and now when I was intimately hugged by him for dipping my head into the milk, I felt like as if he was my dream man of whom I used to fantasize before my marriage! His big statue, well built body, his arm strength, his broad hairy chest, his firm grips, his body odor, everything seemed s-o-o-o inviting. Moreover, this locale was so inciting and rousing that I was bound to think in that way only!

Guru-ji completed the six dips that I needed for my purification and all along I remained glued to his manly body. He must have enjoyed the weight of my heavy breasts on his chest throughout and honestly during the last two dips I was so stimulated that I was licking and biting his neck and shoulder as I felt his cock pressing on my panty when he was dipping my head in the milk.

Finally Guru-ji broke the silence. I did not notice that the eerie noise had stopped and the milk also had ceased to be turbulent any more. He now descended me to the bathtub floor, but I had to raise my neck so that my mouth remained above the milk.

Guru-ji: Well done Anita! You have successfully completed the snan. You can stop the mantra now. Jai Chandrama! Jai Linga Maharaj! Jai ho!

I was in no position to stand properly as my whole body was too much sexually stimulated. I could clearly feel drops of honey leaking out of my pussy and it itched vigorously to get inside a manly tool. I somehow managed to hold Guru-ji’s hands and stand properly. As I breathed heavy, I tried to reorganize myself, but my body seemed not in my control any more! I already got almost mad by his touches on my intimate body parts and naturally now the urge was clearly from my side to get physical.

Guru-ji: Anita… Beti, do you feel better like this?

Guru-ji did not even complete the sentence as I realized Guru-ji’s stout hands came up to my breasts and directly grabbed them inside the milk cover! I was naturally overjoyed by this action in my already stimulated state and embraced him shyly. Guru-ji felt my boobs unhindered from the front with his hands and massaged them copiously. Then he pulled me close to his body and hugged me. He embraced me with one hand and his other hand went inside my skirt straightaway. My face turned red as he touched my panty front directly on my c-h-o-o-t! I realized Guru-ji was inserting his finger inside my pussy through my panty! I did not know how to react but was thrilled so much by the whole action that my whole body was covered with goosebump.

Guru-ji: Anita, surely this will make you feel better.

Saying that Guru-ji started finger fucking me and as if my pussy’s floodgate was open! My whole body jerked and I embraced Guru-ji very tightly. My big juicy boobs were pressing very tightly on his chest as I embraced him.

Me: Uuuuuuuuuu… Ooooooooo…. Oiiiiiiiiiiiii…. Maaaaaaaaaaaa…. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

This went on for a few seconds till I started discharging. I continue to tremble in excitement though Guru-ji looked rock solid.

Guru-ji: Anita… Anita… Calm down. Behave yourself!

Me: I can’t Guru-ji… I can’t. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu…. I want to ….

Guru-ji: Anita, you are on a holy mission. Do not spoil it by your emotions. Okay, if you feel comfortable this way, let me do it a little longer.

He fucked my choot with his finger feeling my vaginal walls and simultaneously supporting me with his other hand scanning my whole back and time and again sturdily cupping my butt cheeks over my panty. I was moaning and desperately biting his broad shoulder and scratching his whole naked back with my fingers.

Guru-ji: Beti! Pacify… Pacify yourself!

Guru-ji stopped his finger fucking after a minute and I continued to writhe in his arms. He waited for another minute probably and also gave me some time to enjoy the togetherness.

Guru-ji: Anita, don’t forget, you have come here for a purpose.

Me: Uhh…. Uiiiiiii Ummmmm! I can’t control myself Guru-ji.

Guru-ji: Okay, I will let you a few more minutes till you complete an orgasm.

Saying that he somewhat forcefully detached himself from my body though I was trying my best to cling to him. Surprisingly he behaved in a very calm and composed manner though I could feel he had a fully erect dick under his dhoti getting intimate touches of my matured female body. Guru-ji positioned himself slightly differently so that I was not directly in front of him, but to his side. I closed my eyes as I was feeling hot juice was coming out of my choot and I was literally shaking in extreme exhilaration.

Just then I felt Guru-ji’s palms on my mammaries and he openly and very directly started massaging my tight round tits effortlessly over my blouse.

Guru-ji: Beti, I know its very difficult for any woman to ignore her sexual feelings at this stage, but you have to do that.

While talking to me Guru-ji with his hands was thoroughly feeling my firm globes, which were now almost fully out of my scanty choli. I could feel his fingers crawling on every inch of my big breasts.

Guru-ji: Hold me tight, but Anita also try to have control on your mind. Okay?

I was in fact for the first time trying to control myself now after I have had some adequate discharge. I was trying to think of Rajesh, but frankly my husband was getting overshadowed in my mind by Guru-ji’s very lively physical presence.

Guru-ji: Sanjeev… Sanjeev, we are almost done.

When he called Sanjeev even, he was still pressing and cupping my boobs and as my boobs again got directly pressed like that, my eyes automatically got closed in contentment and I began to take heavier breaths while I pushed my mammaries shamelessly more into his palms.

Me: Ouuuuuuu….Eiiiiiiiiiiiii……..

I was shocked to see what Guru-ji was up to! On one hand he was calling his disciple and now had almost inserted his hand inside my blouse. Being a tall man that he was easy, it was quite easy for him to push his hand through into my creamy flesh from a higher angle. Now he was eager feeling my upper breast area and the bulge my boobs were creating due to the presence of my bra. He traced my cleavage with one hand and also felt my cheeks! I was again staring to lose control at this sudden erotic behavior by Guru-ji. What he was advising me moments ago and what he was doing now were totally contradictory!

I again tried to embrace him and was feverishly biting his chest and shoulder area and rubbing my face on his hairy chest. I could hear Sanjeev knocking at the bathtub door though I was in no position to face him.

Guru-ji: Wait a minute Sanjeev.

He said loudly and then lowered his voice and whispered in my ears.

Guru-ji: Beti…. Anita! Now that you are absolutely purified, our duty becomes to thank Chandrama and Linga Maharaj.

Me: Guru-ji… I…

My condition was pathetic. I tried my best to reorganize myself.

Guru-ji: See, this water will take off all the stickiness of milk from our bodies.

I opened my eyes and was surprised that there was virtually no milk any more within the tub and clear water had replaced it! I was so engrossed in my encounter with Guru-ji that I did not realize it at all! Clear water was gushing in through another slit and in no time I was cleaned of milk and the stickiness!

Guru-ji: You just stay still and do as I direct.